Tenderly, gently, notes of music making love to a war-torn heart,
battered and bruised by deceit and cheating, only a devil could
ever love like that and leave someone suddenly.
Crying alone in the shadows of night, heavy feelings of abandon-
ment being draped within a lonely heart, an unforgiving pain of
loss that never dies away or fades.
Music bringing out the loss drastically while playing, tears
being hidden, held within, yet the music continually plays like
a beautiful rhapsody.
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